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( TRIAL - WEEK 5 )

At exactly 11:30 am, all residents who are still asleep will be jolted awake by a sharp, burning pain that spreads across their whole body. A simple look will reveal no visible injuries, oddly enough, and the pain will fade away as soon as they're properly awake. Those early birds who are already up and about will feel nothing — except maybe a strange, mysterious sense of relief as they go on about their business. Lucky them.

Moments later, an announcement will come through the static-filled PA system:

"This is Craftly speaking. My apologies for the rude awakening, children. As the Dining Hall is still under reparations — today's trial will take place by the pool. Please do try to be there before noon. My staff members have simply too many duties to tend to, to be escorting each and every one of you out of your quarters. Good day."

And true to his words, anyone who doesn't make their way to the Outdoor Dining Area before noon will be dragged kicking and screaming regardless of where they've sequestered themselves. Sucks to be you, huh? Upon arriving there, however, residents will be given the menu, one copy of the rulebook, one pencil, one notepad, and a cheque folder. Due the Kitchen and Dining Hall getting wrecked, lunch and dinner will mostly consist of grilled and barbecued menu items. Hamburgers, hotdogs, salads, and items that require little preparation — all the residents have to do is ask in order to receive. Similarly, all beverages will be retrieved from a hundred quart cooler that has been placed by the side of the pool.

Not as fancy as usual, but at least the pool is clean now. Some inflatable pool toys lazily swim in the water, along with pool noodles. A single towel that still has sludge on it floats among the accessories in the pool. Looks like no one bothered to really clean it up from Friday. Every now and then, the waters will vibrate to the sound of buzz saws and assorted power tools. Looks like the Disposal Room, Dining Hall and Kitchen are under reparations still.

A tent has been placed over the area to shield the residents from the sun, and to make up from the lack of transparencies everyone will receive a small booklet containing each resident's profile. They look a little bit like shitty PowerPoint presentation handouts, but maybe it's part of the charm. The profiles of the deceased are included, as always.

A second tent has been set up in the parking lot, complete with an air conditioning on the inside. Its use will become rapidly apparent once the victims corpses have been wheeled in. Anyone who wishes to step into this area will be asked to wash their hands, and will be given a pair of latex-free gloves and a hairnet by a staff members who is stationed nearby. Residents are required to dispose of both items before returning to their table; a trash bin is available outside of the tent for this purpose.

Evidence found during the investigation, on the other hand, will be displayed in a table by the pool shed. Any items found by the residents on Friday will be displayed here for further examination.

Finally — one of the grandfather clocks has been kidnapped from its respective floor to show the current hour. Please do remember you have until 9:00 PM to figure out whodunit and cast your vote. And if anyone tries to leave the area before the trial is over? They'll discover an invisible wall blocking their path.

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Characters will be given nine (9) hours to discuss everything related to the investigation to hopefully solve the mystery behind this week's murder. No one will be allowed to leave the Pool/Outdoor Dining Area (the pool shed will also be locked), and all characters must cast their vote before 9PM EST. You may do so on this week's voting page.

If you have any questions or doubts, shoot us a PM or a PP over at

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I already told Jake, at length, that there is no other way to end this. He is only getting everyone's hopes up by "insisting" that there must be one.

[ his expression is neutral. ]

If you're fine with not exploring other options with the remaining time and allowing your own loved ones to carry on this glorious tradition, that's fine. I'm not insisting there is one. I'm insisting we try. Only fools give up as easily as you.

Fine, then try. I just don't want you all to work hard towards an ending that's going to disappoint you, Jake.

Nothing will disappoint me now. That's not how hope works.

[ he presses his hand to his face before lowering it. ]

You can still have hope and be disappointed, Jake.

God of Hope, remember? I used to think that was what hope was like, too, though, so don't worry. I've figured it out by now.

Good for you.

[ at first glance the words probably seem condescending. they're not. ]

I just don't want people to lose sight of the final decision that needs to be made in the end. That's all.

They're not. I think everyone is doing their best.

[ their best to insult the hunters every five minutes, maybe. ]

Like I told you before, it's okay if you hate us. We expected it. But we did not think, at any point, that we were smarter or better than you. We were given a role that specifically made it so that we couldn't trust the rest of you. Weeks of that in an intense situation is harder to shake off than it looks, Jake. I'm not saying this as an excuse for our actions, but...

[ he glances towards where the other hunters and girge are. ]

We do care. [ well. maybe not girge, but still. ]

I know you say that but... you guys have kind of acted like it. The um, smarter and better thing. I do get it, though. I know you guys care. I wouldn't be so angry if I thought you were all callous killers. Then it would have been like with Mira, where you kind of have to go, "Well, I suppose that's just how she is." You know?

That's just my personality. I always sound like I think I'm smarter and better than everyone.

[ it's unfortunate but also true, even when he's being sincere. ]

We asked Andersen why didn't he try and talk us out of it. He said that there were too many variables that he wasn't certain of to make that choice. It was the same for us.

[ he shrugs, pulling out the candy craftly gave him earlier to roll around in his fingers. ]

[Jake watches him roll the candy.]

I understand. You're not making excuses. I don't think you want to martyr yourself, either. Actually, you just sound really sad right now. [He pauses.] Oh, but, you know, even though I'm mad at you, I still want you to be my friend and have that birthday. Since we'll probably be going our separate ways and all... at least when we celebrate birthdays, we'd be close. But um, I understand too if you don't want it anymore.

[ he's quiet for another moment, still playing with the candy. ]

I have no way of knowing when it's December.

Oh that's right. Hmm... does it snow where you are? Or do you have dry seasons? The snowy season or the dry season would be the same timing, so I can help you figure it out from there. Um, if you want to, I mean.

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You mean he offered you kindness and you spat in his face because you think you're smarter and wiser than him. Come on, bro, you thought Yukina could kill a dude with a chainsaw. You're a fuckin' idiot and I don't think any of you are smart enough to be Innkeeper.

[MOVING ON]

This isn't about hope, dude. This is about making sure we ask all the questions so we know absolutely what we're doing when we make our choice.

Yukina asked for a weapon and that was what she was given. She used it because she was worried of what the Unclean might do to everyone if she refused to touch the "gift." So no, we didn't think she could kill someone with a chainsaw.

[ but whatever. ]

Considering you have four people in this room who have spoken to the Unclean, if you wanted to be absolutely sure of how to go about it, then shouldn't you ask us how to go about it? And don't say we were welcome to share our input, as Jake flat out said he didn't want it.

Oh, man, sucks. Someone doesn't like you. If only you cared more about saving lives than whether or not Jake wanted your information.

Say the information anyway, Jay. Don't be stupidly petty when we have a chance to stop this today.

I'm not being petty. I am capable of emotions other than "passive aggressive." But so far neither of you have made us think you'd listen to anything that we have to say.

Dude, I had a ridiculously long talk with Kaito giving him protips on how not to get lynched. I promised to try to protect all your dumb asses from getting lynched. But what the hell does any of that matter? Even if we won't listen, fuckin' talk.

If you actually care about the dead, then waste your breath over and over until someone hears you. It doesn't matter if it's pointless. If you've got the convictions Kaito claims you have, then try anyway.

[ he shakes his head. ]

You're thinking too hard on how to talk to the Unclean. She's extremely blunt and will probably just flat out ignore you if you try any flowery, metaphorical speech with her.

[ he heard that conversation. ]

There's no way to summon her without the statue, but Craftly said that if she finds it entertaining, she may make an appearance.

[Well, since Jay is talking, Girge might as well add:]

Or I could take you to see her tomorrow, but... well, it depends on how I feel about that.

Yeah, I'd rather not gamble on someone else's mood. Plus, I'm trying to get us all killed today.

[mainly he just wants your boyfriend to chill]

Good luck with that. I'm hoping for the same, at this point.

[just

let him die already]

Thanks for the information. Let us know if you have any other input.

[LITERALLY ALL YOU HAD TO DO, JAY! LITERALLY! ALL! YOU HAD TO DO!]

[ easy for your meta text to say, dirk. from their end this feels more like an execution than a trial. ]

It's also going to hurt, and you're probably going to bleed a bit.

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